Here I am again! Well, as I said at the end of "After She Ran Away", this is about Susannah and her winter formal preparation plan. In each chapter she will hook off another part. Please review, it really helps me to go on with my story!

Suze´s winter formal preparation plan

Chapter 1

Number 1

Find the most beautiful dress EVER to be seen on a Juniperro Serra Mission Academy winter formal (it must be beautiful, NOT slutty!)

Of course it would be the most important of the five. If I chose a red dress, I would wear white shoes, red lipstick and very little eye make-up. But if I chose a black dress, well, that was a different story all together. All this was going through my mind as I walked through the rows and rows of beautiful gowns in Carmel´s biggest store for evening clothes. I saw a long red gown that brushed the floor, a white dress similar to the one I had once seen Dakota Fanning wearing. There was a navy blue one, a strapless magenta one that went to the knee and some other, beautiful dresses. But none of them was…me.

"Can I help you?" a young woman asked me.

"Oh, no, I´m just looking, thank you." I smiled and went to another stand quickly. I hated people like that. They always were there: In Starbucks, clothes stores…or where ever else you went. But you could do NOTHING against them, because that made you feel bad. That´s why I normally just tried to get over and done with them. So I had to wait until Mrs. Helpful was busy before I could go back to the dresses. I looked at the red dress, and it was so pretty I had to try it on. But sadly I have to say that I didn´t look that nice in it. My hips seemed to wide, making me look quite fat. So I had to put the red dress back onto its hanger. I looked around, trying to find another dress I fancied, but none caught my eye. So I went home, a bit sad that I hadn´t found a dress yet, for it was only one week to the winter formal. I checked my list, but it were still five points I had to check. I fell asleep quickly, dreaming of a forrest full of dresses, but each time I tried one on, a ghostly hand came and ripped it away from me. When I turned to look at the moron, it was Kelly, sneering and putting on the dress herself, the proceeding to taking Jesse´s hand and running away with him. I woke up, alarmed and terrified, but as soon as I noticed it had been nothing but a dream, I drifted off again.

The next morning I went to town really early, because on the internet I had found out about a tiny little store that sold dresses for balls and weddings, and I wanted to go there. It was quite far though and I had to take a bus (yes, they actually exist in Carmel!) to a little town that was on a cliff overlooking the sea. After another ten minutes walking through the small town, which was really pretty, I got to a narrow, small door with a cardboard sign behind it: Edna´s Dressing House. Well, didn´t that sound sweet.I bent down and opened the door.

I found myself in a tiny little room, bearly big enough for a counter and a rack of breathtaking dresses at both sides. The one was for wedding dresses, the other was more colorful, clearly meant for balls. I looked through the lot and soon fell for a white gown that looked not at all slutty and made my chestnut hair seem very glossy and beautiful. I think if I had taken my mom, she would have started to sniffle. A little old woman-clearly Edna- had taken me to a separate room that I had changed in. Now she was standing beside me, laying the fabric and telling me what would look best with it. She isn't like Mrs. Helpful. She means what she says and isn´t so…cold. It took me nearly no time to understand that this is it: the dress that I´ll be wearing for the winter formal.

"Thank you" Edna said and I smiled back, thinking of the dress in my bag.

Please, I BEG you, review. Hope you liked it, stay tuned for part 2!